A vision I had in my sleep last night - as distinguished from a dream which is mere sorting and cataloging of the day's events by the subconscious. This was a vision, fresh and clear as a mountain stream - the mind revealing itself to itself. In my vision, I was on the veranda of a vast estate, a palazzo of some fantastic proportion. There seemed to emanate from it a light from within - this gleaming radiant marble. I had known this place. I had in fact been born and raised there. This was my first return, a reunion with the deepest wellsprings of my being.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21360 | 2018-03-06 12:38:28 | 119.96 | 98% |
| 17944 | 2018-02-10 12:58:28 | 115.98 | 99% |
| 17395 | 2018-02-05 18:29:35 | 120.96 | 99% |
| 17394 | 2018-02-05 18:28:25 | 109.83 | 97% |
| 10208 | 2017-11-03 14:16:49 | 124.60 | 98% |
| 9969 | 2017-11-02 15:12:01 | 125.35 | 99% |
| 9324 | 2017-10-30 14:21:33 | 120.19 | 99% |
| 9055 | 2017-10-27 12:45:30 | 110.90 | 98% |